I was using the public restroom at my local Target a few years ago and was hovering—holding my winter coat up so it didn’t get wet in the toilet water, all while trying to keep my purse from touching the floor—when I felt a fart coming on. But I was in public and didn’t want… Continue reading What No One Tells You About Getting Older
That's part three in French because I am expanding my horizons as it pertains to blog titles. Okay, I will admit that the last edition of tater tot post was a little long. The problem was that I took two months to write it, so it became like one of those grocery lists you create… Continue reading Screw It, I’m Eating Tater Tots: Partie Trois
That's 25 for those of you that don't know how old Justin Bieber is. I had to google it because I didn't know/care how old he was but the point is that my friendship with Rebecca is that old. Has endured that long. The lifetime of a grown-ass human who has sold billions of records… Continue reading Our Friendship is Justin Bieber-Years-Old
In January, I started a new "segment" on the blog called Screw It, I'm Eating Tater Tots. Only, I didn't realize when I was writing that blog post that it would become a "segment." But I do have a lot of things going on in my life that don't necessarily fit into one blog post.… Continue reading Screw It, I’m Eating Tater Tots- Part Two
In the spirit of winter homesteading or home tending, I have been nesting into our home this winter like no winter before. In fact, I haven't really nested in my home this much since my little birdies were much younger. I have to say that homeschooling Ella has made me appreciate our home more because… Continue reading Big Blue Wall
A few years back, I wrote a post about the struggle of titling blog posts, and I almost called it Screw It! I’m Eating Tater Tots. I joked that it could serve as the title of my autobiography someday. From now on, I think I might use that title for any post that doesn’t quite… Continue reading Screw It, I’m Eating Tater Tots
